Eggsy grins, adrenaline starting to hit him, getting him into what they're doing. He holds the knife up as if he's going to use it, but never attempts to stab the target. He kicks, hits, knocks it back, sweeps its feet out from underneath, but never goes in for the kill.

He watches as Chara moves, analyzes the steps they take, looking for ways that they can do it better.

"If you can't stop your opponent by going for the obvious places, wear 'em down."

There was always the possibility that Chara might come up against someone that matches them and they won't be able to take the 'kill shot' with.

"Even the smallest cuts bleed, yeah? Aim for areas that are sensitive, behind the elbow, thigh. It's not a quick thing, but it'll make them slower."